He Gave Her My Eyes A Story of Final Sight novel Chapter 115

The next day, Theresia headed back to Harrisburg. She was still worried that Leila might try something again, so she brought Naomi along too. With the two of them together, hotel life didn’t make sense anymore. Theresia found a place for them that very day and moved right in.

Living under the same roof felt a little strange at first. Theresia didn’t really know how to act, but Naomi kept to herself and never got in the way. Theresia had her hands full with work during the day and usually only came home to crash at night. Some days, they barely even crossed paths.

Time flew by and, before Theresia realized it, the day of the Kingsport bid was here. She gave everyone in the company the afternoon off to relax and recharge before the big day. Still, she stayed behind in the office, working late into the night. It was only after the sun had set that she finally packed up and headed out.

She slid into her car, buckled her seatbelt, and just as she was about to start the engine, her phone started ringing. Theresia glanced at the screen and let it ring for a while before she picked up.

She cleared her throat. “Garry, what’s going on?”

His voice was low and smooth, almost teasing. “Teresa, do you think you could bring back the suit jacket I lent you last time?”

It took a second for her to remember what he was talking about. Then it came back to her. That day in his car, when she was shivering, he’d shrugged off his jacket and handed it to her. He’d even joked, “Teresa, I’m a bit of a neat freak. Make sure it’s clean before you give it back.” Honestly, if he hadn’t mentioned it, she would have totally forgotten.

“Right now?” she asked.

Garry’s voice softened. “If you don’t mind. I’ll text you the address.”

He didn’t really leave her any room to say no.

Garry just smiled, not bothering to answer. He set his phone facedown on the table, leaned back on the sofa, and absentmindedly fiddled with the red string bracelet on his wrist.

His friend was even more curious now. Garry was famous for being all business, never cracking a smile. “Must be someone special,” the man said. “I can’t imagine what kind of woman could ever get your attention.”

Garry’s eyes drifted toward the door, the light catching his features and making him look even more mysterious. She wasn’t just someone special. She was everything.

A few minutes later, Theresia found the private room on the top floor and knocked gently before stepping inside. The door opened and a pair of intense eyes immediately found hers. She followed the gaze and saw Garry sitting right in the middle of it all, watching her with that familiar, steady look. The way he looked at her made her heart race, so she dropped her gaze and hurried over.

“Garry, here’s your jacket.”